The other three exchanged glances. Mylo, a smirk playing on his lips, gestured towards Millie outside.

“Invite her in, please. I’d like to try the drink she made.”

Fanny’s expression soured. Of all the waitresses here, only Millie rivaled her beauty.

The moment Millie had walked in on her first day, Fanny had felt a sense of unease.

“all she prepared was common honey lemonade. It’s hardly innovative. Plus, she’s new here, which is why the manager assigned me to this room.”

Her words suggested that she was the cream of the crop among the waitstaff, while Millie was simply a novice who lacked in proper service.

Marcus looked up from his phone and posed a question. “Does asking you to call her over seem

pause hung in the air for a beat before

go get her

the private room, Fanny looked around to find Millie,

though burdened with reluctance and revulsion. “Millie, carry your beverage to

her eyes met a countenance brimming with

hostility, Millie

the one overseeing

a charm that captivates even from afar, for they made it a point to request your modest beverage,

Fanny complained, her eyes fleetingly glanced at the liquid on Millie’s tray, a tinge of frustration surging within her. How could so

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